Date: Fri, 6 Nov 2020 15:43:02 +0000 (GMT)
From: "blackscar01@btinternet.com" <blackscar01@btinternet.com>
Subject: Operation Pied Piper - Part 48

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The boys and me were quickly dressed and on our way down the stairs. Davy
was standing at the bottom, by the Gong watching us.

`I hope I didn't interrupt anything'

He winked at me

`You sexy little devil, you timed that gong perfectly'

I gave him a kiss and he followed me into lunch.


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Operation Pied Piper – Part 48



`Forts, good found you, finish up your lunch quickly, Athol is waiting
outside for you in the car'

Archie gave a little wink

`For me, where am I going?

`Fort's, hurry, finish up and get your bum downstairs and in the car'

Forts and Davy exchanged glances,

`On you go, I will clear your plate and stuff'

`Thanks Davy, ...hopefully see you later'

Forts got up, looking just a bit worried, Archie hurried him along

`Of course, you will see him later, now hurry up, Athol is waiting'



Athol takes up the story.


`Come on Forts, there are people waiting'

Forts came running out to the car, quickly getting in the front beside me.

`Sorry Athol, what's happening, I didn't know we were going out'

I started the car and, did a little wheel spin in the gravel for dramatic
effect, chuckling to myself as Forts gripped the old `FM' handle on the
roof above the door.

`You okay, Forts? I see you grabbed the `FM' handle'

`FM Handle?

`Yes, that's what that little handle is called the FM handle'

`Really?

I grabbed his bare knee and squeezed it hard, digging my fingers into his
flesh.

`Yes, it a `Fuck Me' handle, people always grab for them when they are
frightened'

I began laughing, the joke finally dawning on Forts.

`Well you did set off a bit fast'

He laughed.

`So where are we going?

`Into Inverurie; it just dawned on me that you probably don't have anything
to wear in London, like a suit, so we are off to get you some bits'

Forts suddenly looked worried

`Athol, I'm really sorry, but I don't have any money, well not enough for
clothes buying'

`Well, I am not having you naked in London; well not all the time, so looks
like I will have to get you some bits'

I winked at him, Forts still looked concerned, then earnest.

`I will pay you back...when I can'

`Oh, Forts, SHUT UP, you big dope, these are on me. If I am going to be
your legal Guardian, the least I can do is get you some new clothes'

I glanced at Forts; he was still very quiet.

`Are you okay?

He nodded and a big tear rolled down his cheek, his lips closely pressed
together as he tried to keep control.

`Hey, come on Drageon, I didn't mean to upset you'

`You Haven't'

He struggled to speak

`No one has ever taken me to buy clothes before, all my stuff came from
charity shops'

I gripped his knee, now fighting back the tears myself, what an awful life
this kid had had with that evil witch.

`Well, Mr Gibbs of Gibbs Gentlemen's outfitters, Inverurie, is opening up
specially for you and me, to help change that'

`On a Sunday?

I grinned at him

`Hey, I am the Laird of the Glen, of course, they will open up for me'

I gave Forts a wink, I got half a smile back, he was obviously still
concerned. The rest of the journey passed in silence; it was obvious to me
that Forts was processing some stuff. I pulled the car up in the Market
Square outside Gibbs, the lights were on inside, Forts and I got out and
walked to the door, which was whisked open.

`Your Grace, this is an honour'

`No, thank you Raymond for opening up specially. Forts may I introduce
Raymond Gibbs, another old and dear friend, Raymond let me introduce
Drageon Fortnum, the young man I spoke to you about'

Pleasantries exchanged, we were ushered into the back shop, a large open
room, with clothes racks and a few chairs round the outside, I had been
here many times as a child, my own father supervising and choosing the
clothes for me, while Raymond's Dad had attended to me, Raymond had taken
over after his dad's death. We were shown to some seats first.

`So, what are we after then Your Grace'

`Raymond, please call me Athol, please, I am not my father'

He nodded

`Right, so young Drageon here needs a suit for this Friday and a few other
bits'

`This Friday?

`Yes, it's a bit short notice; I know, can it be done?'

`But of course, Athol, but I will need some measurements'

`Drageon, strip off the kilt and stand on that circular piece of wood in
the middle of the room, oh, be careful it's a turntable; can't have you
breaking a leg, not this week'

Mr Gibb's picked up a tape measure and gestured to the centre of the room,
Forts looked at me and whispered.

`Athol, I have nothing on under this'

`You suddenly gone all shy Forts? I never had either, when my dad used to
bring me and Raymond here would stare at me the whole time, was a lot
colder in here then too'

Raymond nodded and we both began to laugh, Forts shook his head and started
to strip off.

`My shirt as well?

`Yes, and shoes and socks'

Added Raymond as he watched the show of Forts stripping off. As Forts
stripped, his young body, now clearly showed it was in the final stages of
becoming a man, hair and defined muscles everywhere and the cock and balls
on him completed the most perfect picture. I was sure Raymond licked his
lips as he approached the naked Forts, standing in the middle of the room
on the wooden turntable, he slowly revolved it, his eyes never leaving
Forts body. I exchanged glances with Raymond; yes, you guessed it, Raymond
and I had had a few fumbles as youngsters. Blushing Raymond turned to me.

`Well developed isn't he'

He turned back

`I had better warm the end of my tape measure'

Raymond, placed a note book and pencil on the floor next to him as he
kneeled in front of Forts on his turntable.

`Hands behind your head, oh, excellent, let me just stretch round you'

`Raymond I am just going to pop into the shop proper and pic out some bolts
of material is that okay?

`Definitely, take your time I want to get this exactly right'

I chuckled to myself and gave Raymond a wink; he gave me a little one back,
one of his hands firmly planted in Forts chest hair. I headed for the door

`Oh, what sized shoe are you Forts?

Fort's let out a little gasp, I glanced back, Forts had his eyes shut, as
Raymond was gripping his cock holding it to the side while, he inserted the
tape between his legs to take his inside leg measurement.

`Size eleven...Ath...Athol'

Forts gasped.

`Wide'

Raymond added.

`Okay I will look for some shoes too'

I went into the main shop and took a seat, glancing round at all of the
merchandise. I would be able to take Forts to a few other shops once we got
down to London. I sat for about twenty minutes and then selected a nice
dark pinstripe bolt of cloth, a pair of black Brogues, some socks, a white
shirt, a tie and some underwear, and some cuff links. My arms bulging, I
returned to the back room, coughing as I went in. Raymond was getting up on
his feet in front of Forts, busy adjusting his own jacket, Forts was still
naked, blushing, panting a bit too, his cock slowly deflating in front of
him, he tried to push it down with his hands, Raymond turned to me.

`Excellent timing, I think I got everything I wanted'

He glanced away and then back at me as he came over to take the pile of
items I was carrying.

`Err Raymond'

`Yes?

I made an exaggerated demonstration of wiping my chin and lips with my
finger, he looked straight at me, froze and then his own finger went up to
his chin and lips, he scouped up the white dollop and quickly licked his
finger, I winked again.

`Now you definitely have it all'

He blushed as he took the items from me. He began opening the packets as I
resumed my seat, I couldn't help thinking forts was trying to avoid my
gaze.

`Here put these on and this'

Raymond threw Forts a pair of white Y fronts and a white T shirt
undervest. Momentarily Forts let go of his cock and turning away from me
pulled on the Y fronts. Raymond looked up, Forts bum looked just as good in
the white material, Raymond glanced at me again, he quickly nodded as I
mouthed `he is fucking amazing isn't he'.

Raymond examined the bolt of material I had picked up; I may have a suit
already made up in this, let's see if it fits? He vanished out of the room.

`You okay Forts?

`Err yeah, good, thanks'

`Raymond didn't make you do anything you didn't want to did he?

Forts shook his head and gave me a guilty grin.

`Well that's okay then'

`Here it is, I thought I had something'

Raymond bustled back into the room as Forts finished pulling on his
socks. Raymond helped Forts into the trousers.

`Do you dress to the left or right?

Forts looked at me; not understanding the question.

`Ah now, there's a thing Raymond, you just tend to dangle in a kilt'

Forts caught on, blushing again, Raymond thrust his hand in Forts fly

`This side or...this side, which is more comfortable?

`That's fine'

Forts gasped as he tried to remove Raymond's hand,

`Hang on, just let me check under carriage clearance?

Forts gave another little jump, blushing again.

`They should be fine, put on this shirt and let's try the jacket on'

Forts again looked at me, his eyes appealing for help as the long cuffs
flopped over his hands; it is amazing what you take for granted as an
adult, that you had to be told as a boy, especially about how Gentlemen
dress, I went over and helped fold the cuffs back and secured them with the
cuff links. With the shirt buttons now all fastened, Raymond glanced at
Forts again

`Right now, to tuck your shirt in'

As Raymond's hands went for his waist, Forts stepped off the turntable,
hurriedly stuffing his shirt into his trousers.

`I'll do it, it's okay'

Raymond turned and winked at me; now that was just cruel, he was teasing
young Forts. With the black brogues on and the suit jacket, Forts was
looking every part the young Gentleman; yes, it all needed to be altered,
but Raymond assured me that could be done before we left; even, even if he
had to bring the stuff to the station before we left. Forts looked worried
again.

`He's joking Drageon, well I hope he is'

Raymond and I laughed again.

`Err Raymond, just thinking about it, but he will need an overcoat; make it
a nice one, a few more shirts and changes of underwear and socks. Err do
you have time to do Dinner jacket and trousers?

Raymond, gave me a big smile and patted Forts on the back

`For this special young man, of course, your Grace'

His hand slid down Forts back and rested on his bum, Forts chuckled and
wiggled his arse, grinning at me.

`Can you bring him back tomorrow morning your Grace, for a final fitting?

`Certainly, thank you Raymond, oh, while we are away, can you sort out some
jodhpurs and a black hunting jacket, oh, and riding boots...'

Forts, looked at me open mouthed

`Well, I can't have my head horse man, flashing his tackle every time he
gets on and off, can I? Actually Raymond, I will send Archie Campbell my
new Factor in for that too, and any of the other boys who are going to be
working with the horses, is that okay?

`Of course, your Grace, sorry...Athol'

`Oh, and have you some tweed travelling clothes; something off the peg will
do; you know what a young Gentlemen needs, just sort out what he needs, I
trust you'

Raymond nodded giving a subtle bow; crossing his hand over his chest. Forts
mouth just got even wider.

`Archie this is too much, I will never be able to repay you'

I looked over at him, waving my hand, dismissing his concerns; what a
Gentleman he was already, so kind, so good looking. What a pleasant and
friendly young man Drageon Fortnum was maturing into; I swallowed hard, as
the surge of emotion hit me.

`Drageon, that's enough...this is all on me. Come on then, you had better
get out of all that stuff so Raymond can make a start on alterations... I
will be having a look round the shop'

This time, both Forts and Raymond smiled and winked at me, I didn't hear
what was said, but Raymond was undoing Forts buttons and Forts was smiling
at him nodding.

Twenty minutes later they both came back into the front shop, Forts
carrying a couple of bags with socks, underwear and three pairs of shoes. I
took hold of Raymond's hand and shook it warmly

`Thank you, Raymond, thank you, we will see you tomorrow morning'

Raymond smiled at me and gave Forts a playful smack on his arse.

`That was all, my pleasure; I should be thanking you two, especially this
young man'

Forts blushed again.

`It was my pleasure Mr Gibbs, I enjoyed it too'

`Hey, its Raymond, you make me sound like an old man'

I laughed

`We are Raymond, well compared to him'

With smiles all round we left. Once we were back in the car, I looked at
Forts

`You okay Drageon?

He nodded and winked adding

`Looking forward to my final fitting'

We both laughed and I started the car and headed back towards the Castle.



Raymond reminisces' or fills in the blanks.


When his Grace called, I was just sitting down to my lunch, oh well that
was my Sunday off cancelled. I made my way to the shop, I hadn't seen Athol
in years, not since we last had got drunk together in the local pub and
ended up in bed at my place. I sat waiting for him to arrive with the young
lad he had spoken about. My mind's eye drifted back to seeing a young Athol
standing naked in the middle of the back room, as my father rushed hither
and thither, at the last Lairds command.

That was his father; always barking orders, I remembered him well, a
frighteningly imposing man; when he came into a room, you had better be
sitting up and paying attention, or you soon would be. Athol was so
different, a quiet shy boy, we of course, knew each other from the local
primary school; but then after the `trouble', only spoken about in hushed
whispers by my parents, he had gone off to private school, it was on one of
the holidays from there, we had bumped into each other in the pub, both
then no older than Forts.

I heard the car pull up and the doors closing, I hurried to open the shop
door, stepping back and giving a shallow bow.

`Your Grace, this is an honour'

Well Athol, told you most of the rest of the visit, no point in me
repeating it all.

Now as I sat at my sowing machine, I licked my lips, instantly recognising
that salty meaty man taste. Young Fortnum; was a real dish, when I first
saw him naked, I nearly came in my pants, he was perfect, square jawed,
short cropped black hair, full lips, piercing green eyes, beautiful neck,
with tuffs of hair up to his Adams apple, his broad defined chest, covered
in thick curly black hair, his armpits thick with hair, his abs defined and
showing, a thick treasure trail, leading down to a wild patch of pubes and
his thick and long tube of a cock, its cockhead totally exposed; although
he didn't appear cut, it hung over two hens egg sized balls; way bigger
than mine, the hairy mass, continuing down his muscled thighs, over hard
calves and down to his broad large feet. I had turned him slowly on the
turntable, his bum was peachy and pert, also coated in coarse dark hair, I
followed upwards, his broad back was hairless, but well-muscled, his broad
shoulders leading to his pumped biceps and muscled forearms again coated in
black hair; not Gorilla like, just fucking horny and manly. Athol was
right, working with the horses had been the making of him.

I had joked about warming the end of my tape measure, I started off
measuring his chest, he stood with his hands behind his head, I had to
stretch round, his man scent coating me, as I pressed into his hairy chest,
struggling to stretch my tape measure round him, my cheek had brushed one
of his nipples, he groaned audibly; that was interesting, somehow, my cheek
brushed his nipple again, another groan and was that a little stagger, I
glanced down as my eye caught his cock jump, I am sure it was thicker
too. I moved down to his slinky waist a nice 30 inches.

I heard Athol saying something about going into the front shop, but I was
distracted, I gently took hold of Forts definitely swelling cock and moved
it to the side; allowing me to slip the tape measure into his groin, so I
could take his inside leg measurement. Forts gasped again, then called out
eleven Athol; I called out wide, hoping he was talking about his shoes
size, I was having a real problem focusing.

The door closed as Athol left us, Forts cock was now on the way up, I let
go of it and with me now kneeling in front of him, it continued to swell
and lengthen, I glanced up at him. He looked down all embarrassed

`Sorry Mr Gibbs...but you touched my nipples'

I smiled at him, nodding towards his throbbing cock.

`Can I?

Forts nodded, and I took hold of it, feeling the warmth and throb as it
swelled even more to my touch, the cockhead, was now flaring, the glans
spreading and filling out, giving him a beautiful deep ridge between his
cockhead and shaft. I couldn't help myself

`Fucking hell, Forts, its huge, how big is it?

He gave a little giggle,

`I don't really know'

I grabbed my tape measure and pushed the end into his pubes on the top of
his shaft, slowly measuring along to the cock lips, wow

`Christ Forts, its eight and a bit inches, let me check the
diameter...fucking hell...you don't get many of these to the pound'

Forts gave a little strain, his cock bobbed; a pearl of precum appeared on
his cock lips.

`Hey that's not fair, your tempting me, can I?

`Please'

Was all he said, I got myself comfortable and gripped his monster,
squeezing it from his balls up the shaft, watching as his young body pushed
even more precum out of his cock lips, the pearl grew until gravity took
over and it, formed a drip, it swung on its sticky thread, swinging
seductively in front of me, my mouth opened as I watched the hypnotic swing
and the first drop, was followed by a second leaving his cock lips. As the
first landed on my tongue, I was overwhelmed by that taste of man cock,
something it had been so long since I enjoyed; Christ Athol was probably my
last. I stretched my mouth wide engulfing his enormous cock head, more of
that man taste flooded my system, I flicked my tongue across his cock lips
and then dug in them; I wanted more of his juice, lots more.

As he groaned and his knees buckled my tongue moved to licking round and
along the ridge, paying particular attention to his taut bowstring and
split glans. I moved a hand up following his fucking lovely, horny treasure
trail, on up on to his chest. I toyed with his nipple, his knees buckled
again, and he let out another deep groan, his cock head pulsing more precum
onto my tongue; fuck at this precise moment I hoped Athol would never come
back.

I began to wank Forts shaft with my free hand, the other still toying with
his hardwired nipples, his hips began to fuck his cock head in to my mouth
deeper, his hands landing on my head, he was moaning and groaning as he
face fucked me, his heavy balls tightened to his shaft. I let go of his
nipple and licked my free fingers and pushed my hand under his balls,
feeling for his arse, another gasp as my finger found his puckered
twitching hole, he gasped

`Oh yes, yes, oh please'

As I pushed my finger into his hole, his sphincter clamped tightly round
it, followed by the first spurt of his cum hitting the back of my throat,
his knees buckled and he staggered using me to support him as more spurts
exploding in my mouth, fuck this was amazing. I heard a cough, we both did,
Forts pulled his still spurting cock from my mouth, I didn't feel the
dollop landing on my chin, as I quickly stood up and pretended to be
straightening out my jacket, Forts hand was trying to control, his swollen
cock as Athol came in carrying a bundle of items. I looked at him smiling.

`Excellent timing, I think I got all the measurements and everything I
wanted'

I felt so guilty I looked away and then fixing a smile back at Athol

`Err Raymond'

`Yes?

Athol made an exaggerated demonstration of wiping my chin and lips with his
finger, shit, I looked straight at him, then slid my own finger up to my
chin and lips, I felt it immediately, I scouped up the white dollop and
quickly licked it off my fingers, Athol winked at me.

`Now you definitely have it all'

Good old Athol, he knew exactly what had happened. When he went out of the
room again later, Forts had insisted on blowing me, what could I say, but
yes and what am I going to tell you, other than that, only that he is a
very talented young man.

Fuck, fuck, fuck, the noise of the sowing machine straining, dragged me
back to reality, bollocks now I had to start again, I needed this finished
ready for the fitting tomorrow and I wanted to get some rest too, recharge
my batteries.

The following morning Archie, brought Forts back to the shop, the suit
fitted like a dream; lucky I had taken so many measurements. I had found a
black Cashmere overcoat and a white silk scarf, Forts looked stunning, I
had even managed to get him some travelling tweeds sorted out, a quick
change and he was in them, this time with tan brown shoes, again he looked
amazing, especially after the addition of a tweed trilby.

I even managed to get them both stripped off and trying on riding gear,
standing next to each other, they laughed like school boys as they tried
not to let their cocks show in their jodhpurs. Eventually Archie gave up

`Fuck um, let them look'

Forts nodded; there was plenty to look at, I would have to dig out my old
riding gear; I am sure I used to love horse riding and it had been ages
since I had been to the Castle.

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